The butterfly refuses to recall the past from the heart, so she averts the topic and says, "Are you still riding a bicycle?" Why not commute by car?

While handling the ingredients, the diving bird said: I prefer bicycles, and this place is not very far from the company, it only takes about a quarter of an hour to ride a bicycle, and you can see the riverside and browse the street view along the way, which is much more interesting than driving. And every day Qianqian has to go to work with me.

The butterfly said in a low voice: Qianqian is really happy. Most dogs are kept in the house, and they can go to work with you. Wouldn't your phoenix feather gossip? Still with a dog at work?

The diving bird smiled lightly and said, "No, there is a big garden in the company villa, and every day I go there, it becomes the gatekeeper of the company." Lying at the gate, majestic, no one dares to trespass. It is also the company's chief executive, overseeing everyone's commute. Ha ha.

Butterfly seems to be a little unconvinced, but it doesn't hurt to believe it or not, she doesn't know the identity and status of the diving bird in the company now, just because he is an old employee and has a close relationship with Feng Yu, so he treats it more preferentially, and says: In that case, shouldn't your boss give it another salary?

The diving bird laughed out loud and said, "yes, it's all about buying the best dog food."

The butterfly squatted down and touched Qianqian again, she already likes animals, so she said: How old is it?

The diving bird looked at the butterfly, lowered his head again, lit the fire and began to stew the soup, and said: "It's not young, I raised it after I moved here, and it should be about the same age as the kite, and it is also seven years old."

The butterfly says: is it a boy or a girl?

The diving bird said: Boy.

The butterfly "oh" and didn't say anything.

Seeing that the kite and Qianqian seemed to be a little familiar, the diving bird walked over and untied Qianqian's rope. Qianqian spread joy throughout the hall, chasing and playing with the kite. However, the eyes of the diving bird never left its figure, and from time to time it would whisper: Qianqian, don't do this! - Qianqian, don't go crazy!

When Qianqian heard the command, she immediately focused her attention on the diving bird, knowing that it was just a simple reprimand, and she began to flip her belly and jump again.

Butterflies come up to him and watch him cook. Once upon a time, they cooked together like this, when the kitchen was not so big, the pots and pans were not so expensive, and people did not have so many complicated and unspeakable minds.

Looking at the skillful gestures of the diving bird, you know that he is now a good cook. Butterflies are overwhelmed when they see the slippery seafood. She remembered that if Zhuang Yousheng stood in the kitchen and was about to start making seafood, he would also look dignified, wrap his apron and roll up his sleeves, and that kind of concentration and seriousness would be as if he was painting.

The butterfly looked a little stupid in a trance, and for a moment it was a little difficult to tell whether it was Zhuang Yousheng or a diving bird standing there in front of him. Same scene, but different people.

The butterfly feels a little damp in its eye sockets. She turned her head and looked away.

The kitchen is really beautiful, it's the kind of big kitchen that is purely European, with smooth and simple lines, spacious and bright, neat and comfortable, even a group of people doing things together here will not feel crowded.

There is a huge workbench in the middle, and the marble floor is shiny, because everything is a metal shell, and the dazzling silver color makes it look brighter than the rest of the place. There is also a balcony outside the kitchen, and the floor-to-ceiling glass doors not only let in the sunlight outside, but also condense the view of the city in the distance, and you can also go out to the balcony to have a cup of tea in between meals, take a look at the scenery outside, and wait for the soup to simmer in the pot.

There is indeed a very comfortable chair on the balcony, the kind of chair that you want to lie in lazily at first glance, and a chair that you don't want to stand up when you lie in, and it is better to lie down like this until it gets dark.

If the host is intimate, then have a good glass of wine, life is just like that. Good wine, good scenery, and the warm smell of the kitchen inside, a sumptuous dinner awaits you.

In any case, this kind of life will make anyone excited.

There are also a lot of spices planted on the balcony, all kinds of spices, dense bushes, I can't tell what kind of plants they are, but the faint floating aroma makes you feel a sense of déjà vu. A watering can is hung on a hook on the wall, and there is a straw hat hanging next to it, which is very interesting. I don't know if it's useful, or if it's purely a fun decoration.

Originally, there was nothing to be seen in the kitchen, three empty metal walls, all the cabinets were secretly embedded in the walls, but all the appliances would emerge from a space you didn't expect. It's like a trick, the originally empty operating table is full of dazzling objects in the blink of an eye, all kinds of pots and pans, knives and dinner pots.

Cooking in a kitchen like this is a pleasure in itself. Everyone wants to be able to cook a meal with their loved ones in a kitchen here. Eating together and chatting about hearts together, this is the life of true love.

This kind of kitchen, which is also the kind that butterflies like very much, is simple and spotless, which is simply a blessing for people with obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness. So when she saw such a kitchen for the first time, the butterfly didn't want to take a breath, it shocked and excited her.

After seeing such a smooth to the extreme, simple to the perverted kitchen, Butterfly suddenly felt that everything in Zhuang Yousheng's villa was good, but the kitchen was a failure. Because the house was renovated before Butterfly moved over, it was according to Zhuang Yousheng's personal preference, the kind of pure Chinese kitchen, exquisite and elegant, but Butterfly always felt heavy and heavy. And, to be honest, although the villa is big, the kitchen is not too big, because the dining room and the kitchen are separated, the kitchen is the kitchen, and the dining room is the dining room.

Before the butterfly moved over, Zhuang Yousheng re-cleaned the room on the second floor, and the kitchen was not touched again. So it still retains the original decoration style. Butterfly naturally didn't say much, and at that time, she was pregnant with a child, after all, it was a bit hasty, and the whole process of marrying him could only be disguised by simplicity.

The kitchen of the diving bird in front of you is almost like a tailor-made for yourself.

Butterflies can't help but feel pity.